Shy Elusive Mooomaid: The Story Behind The Cartoon by Rick London

Moomaid by LTCartoons Click To Enlarge

Moomaid by LTCartoons Click To Enlarge

Long before there was a Far Side, I had a shoebox full of cartoon concepts that started in 1973 when I was but a wee freshman in college in Dallas. I had no idea what would become of these weird concepts, and I showed them to but a few close friends (who from the day I showed them they looked at me funny), but seven years later a stranger from Tacoma, Wa. launched a single-panel cartoon called “The Far Side”.  Please don’t cast aspersions yet. I don’t put myself in the league of The Far Side. 

As were a lot of people, I was elated.  So much of the “free association” that “we children of the 60s and 70s” was captured in this comic.   The “I’ll create it the way I want/authority-be-damned” feel swept the country within a  week.  The Far Side was king.  A new trail had been blazed.

Furthermore, so many of my already written concepts included cows and mythical characters from mermaids to unicorns and a combination of several. 

The vision of my cartoon, however, went way beyond the limit of my capabilities, however.   I had thought for many years that cartooning could be and should be, at times, fine art; or at least colorful close-to-fine art. 

Thanks to several of my early mentors, I learned that at least 30% of cartoons we see are group efforts, and it was/is perfectly fine to find astute and talented illustrators who could read “the blueprint of a cartoon concept”, add a caption and it would happen.  And they were right.

I wrote this cartoon around 1974 back when I’d written less than 1000 of them.  I always felt it had potential; that mooomaid toys would don every Toys R Us store and that the play “Moomaid” would launch on Broadway.

Though I was highly mistaken regarding the grandiose visions of peripheral marketing, we were able to create The Moomaid who still exists….but only in or minds.

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Rick London is a designer, songwriter, author and cartoonist.  He is best known for his #1 offbeat cartoons and funny gifts, Londons Times. 

The Great Humpty Conspiracy. Who Killed Him. The Story Behind The Londons Times Cartoon by Rick London

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Like everyone else in the world my age, I lived in NYC for several years in my 20s. Why? Because I thought I was cool.  I wasn’t.   Don’t get me wrong.  I’m using NYC symbolically as “the big city”, or “a big city” that was not their hometown, so they could explore the world, explore their inside, learn to accept obstacles and/or challenges, or whatever. In other words, to grow up.  To see how people live, act, breathe, walk, talk and think outside ones own hometown.  Though I was the furthest thing from a success, I did learn quite a bit. Lessons and experiences were presented to me that I would have never even imagined in my small, safe, sheltered Ms. Home.

I have to share a secret and this mostly for the younger people south of the Mason Dixon Line who have decided NYC is the only place to learn these lessons.  Learn to talk.

But you say, “Rick, I already know how to tawk”.  Uh huh.  And I ain’t goin’ to no bullsh** charm school…or as they say in NY “Chwhm School”. 

Ok, so you aren’t going to learn to talk before moving to New York.  There are a few things you can do to make up for that, but they are risky.

For instance, the Sunday New York Times Book Review section is mighty snobby.  And if you sit there holding it open with a great look of amusement or concentration on your face, you might be allowed to keep your IQ. That is, back in the days when people cared about newspapers.  Today, if you try that, most New Yorkers will wonder why you aren’t in your Central Park West apartment with your iPhone or laptop reading the copy.  After all, “Do people still read the paper edition of The New York Times?”  Do they even still publish it.

One that I used to use to keep my IQ at least above 70 was to always have a copy of New Yorker Magazine and 2-3 copies from previous weeks so people could easily see, not only was/am I interested in the most recent culture in the center of the universe, but in case I missed a story last week, I will be aware.

There is only one problems for us Mississippians reading New Yorker Magazine in New York.

Eventually someone is going to ask, “What are you reading”.  Really. New Yorkers really say it like that and not “Whatcha readin’?”

“New Yolker”, I would respond obviously with egg on my face as New Yorkers would find reasons not to have to stand close to me.

Hence the birth of a new cartoon back around 12 years ago.  I wrote it around 1983, and shoved it away in a shoebox.  Again, neven understanding why I didn’t toss it in the trash, but I didn’t. Did I really think it might become a cartoon one day?

“Darn tootin’!” 

London has 30 or so wonderful Humpty Dumpty collectibles and gifts bearing this image at his RickLondonGifts.com (Zazzle shop).

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Rick London is an author, songwriter, designer and cartoonist.  He is best known for his Google #1 ranked offbeat cartoons and funny gifts “Londons Times” which are also Bing’s #1 ranked.  Google has rated them #1 since 2005 an Bing since 2008.   London and his wife nature photographer of HikeOurPlanet.com,  Lee Hiller-London (Lee Hiller) live in the beautiful Ouachita Mountains of Arkansas where they hike Hot Springs National Park and act as stewards of the property.   Lee

“I Want My ACA” Song Parody by Rick London c2013 To Tune Of “I Want My MTV” Dire Staits

“I Want My ACA” Parody by Rick London c2013 To The Tune Of “I Want My MTV”

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I want my ACA.   I want my ACA….I want my ACAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA………………………. 

Now look at all that dough I paid to go to St. Vincents ER while republicans threw a fit,

Now I see my own doctor if I’m in need,
I’m disabled I ain’t workin, that’s the way it is. Suck on that,  GOP.
Hang on a sec….In that jar I gotta pee,
Won’t hire me? I ain’t workin’ Aww the 1% mad. What’s wrong pals take a little hit?

They’s mad cause they can no longer throw me crumbs,
I used to come and go but now I linger
You keep votin’ tea party if you’re sure you’re that dumb.

You’re still angry at Obama but this is only the beginning,
Thinking maybe after Hillary you’ll get one shoe in?
We know we’re patriots but you call us traitors,
But there’s more than Fox on your color TV.

The Tea Party think we’re maggots but spray on dark skin 4 anyone networks that are Hispanic,
And they say they love us if we’ll opt-out of health care,
Is this a joke or are they really that insane?
When men or women hold hands they say “they love them” but “that kind of equality ain’t fair”

Oh good they love us they just hate our sins,
On equal rights they just want a short 5000 year freeeeeeeeze.
They need to get a…new orator,
The last one got taped quoting a percentage & in his pants he peed.

Now Mr. Cruz is the new GOP Czar,
He’s for enough haute GOP haute’cuisine like orange-glazed duck and a pack of TUMS,
What is it mama Michele Bachman’s sayin’ to the camera?
Man, SNL is going to have some fun.
She’s dancin’ with her hubby and they look so poised,
Somethin’ about him makes me think of “Glee”,
I’m disabled and I ain’t workin’, Your lies don’t move me one little bit,
We all pay our taxes and my health care’s free.

Come on guys its like a big 60s love in,
I get to choose my Obamacare for next to freeeeEEEEEE,
The GOP needs a new orator,
Ted Cruz acts like he thinks he’s the Lord,

Now that I ain’t workin’, I should get my ACA for free,
And a SNAP balance so my family I’ll feed,
I ain’t workin, you say “Food….You don’t deserve it”,
But Corporate Welfare is big bucks for freeeeEEEEEE,
You get money for bling but my tofu’s freeeeEEEE.

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Rick London is a songwriter, author, designer and cartoonist.  He is best known for Londons Times Cartoons (LTCartoons.com) which have been Google’s #1 ranked offbeat cartoons and funny tees and gifts since 2005. 

Salad Bar Exam: The Story Behind The Cartoon by Rick London – Londons Times Cartoons

 

     If I had to pick salad bar examany one cartoon that is our “trademark image” it would have to be “Salad Bar Exam”.  Even though the cartoon is about 12 years old, it remains our most popular. We even put it for sale on all types of odd products, and some not so odd like tees and mugs and such. 

      The story behind the cartoon, truly is nothing that dramatic about “the story behind the cartoon”; at least the story does not seem that dramatic to me.

      I actually wrote the concept around 1974.  I was in college (my first time around) and had switched to about 3 different majors; one of them being political science, which seemed to be a great pre-law major at the state university I attended. 

     As a vegan now, I look back at some of the “things” I ingested and wonder how I ever survived that time.  Some of my staples included peanut butter, sardines, ramen noodles, Gatorade, more ramen noodles and white bread.  No wonder I was sick all the time with the flue one week, strep throat the next week, etc. 

     It was about that time salad bars became popular at restaurants and Shoney’s, an establishment near USM had a huge salad bar.   My friends and I would go in and just order the salad which was super healthy, but then load it with blue cheese dressing, making it as fatal as any ramen noodle could be even if it didn’t try (to be fatal).

       By the same token I was losing interested in the law, and getting pulled over and warned by it (the law) more than I was learning the logistics of the Constitution.  Besides, my shoulder length hair got in the way of my eyes when I was trying to study, and to me, that was “a good thing”.

       My friends started losing interest in school, and the law generally about the same time I did.  Maybe 80% of them ended up in liberal arts like me.  I was liberal and an artist so why not?

        I can remember many a night debating staying in college and maybe pursuing the law, or maybe becoming a chef, a salad chef at that.  The two sort of melded together and this is the image that evolved.  It didn’t mean a lot at the time. I rough-sketched it with the caption “Salad Bar Exam” and it sat in a shoebox  with several other strange concepts and rough sketches for nearly 35 years.  At the time, I felt one day I would dispose of the entire box of silliness.  I felt that many times since too.  Funny how some of the most mundane things can become a major part of ones life. 

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Rick London is an author, songwriter, cartoonist and designer.  He is probably best known for his Google #1 ranked offbeat cartoons and funny gifts “Londons Times Cartoons” or “LTCartoons.com”.  London is an avid hiker, a vegan and lives with his wife Lee Hiller-London in the Ouachata Mountains of Arkansas where they hike often and commune with nature, only to go home and eat soy n’ stuff. London adds, “Hey, its better than ramen noodles, eh?”   London offers a variety of products bearing his award-winning cartoon “Salad Bar Exam” on funny tshirts, aprons, mouse pads, and much more. 

Chickens & Eggs Of The Wild West The Story Behind The Cartoon by Rick London

                                                                                                                                      Chickens & Eggs Of The Wild West

Londons Times Cartoons: Click To Enlarge

Londons Times Cartoons: Click To Enlarge

     

                     

I don’t think I missed one single episode of “Gunsmoke” growing up.   Matt Dillon could take on anybody who passed through town and was up to no good, and if he couldn’t at least Festus felt he could. 

One can only imagine my surprise years later to find out that the “real cool guy” in mission impossible was Matt’s (James Arnett’s brother), Peter Graves.

Then came the inner conflict that every pre-teen has regarding television or tv heroes, who was really tougher.

I decided this was an unfair comparison because even though Matt was much faster with at the draw, Peter Graves “Jim” had access to high tech resources like razor blades that shot from his nostrils and such.

I remember seeing an episode of “Gunsmoke” one Saturday night in which a stranger in town boasted about being the smartest guy in the west, or some such thing; acting as if he was Goober Einstein or something.  I was not impressed and neither was Matt.  It was not for sure, at first, if Festus was or not, because at times when a new drama was occurring, and he knew Miss Kitty was watching, he’d put on his “smartest demeanor” (whatever that means).

I labeled the smart bad guys “Eggheads”.  I also knew, as likeable as Festus was, and he was, he also only talked tough, and was a bit of a chicken, unless Matt, or “Matthewwwww” was there standing by his side.

I was into “labeling” then, I was a kid and there were no shades of gray. Just good vs evil, Matt vs The Bad Guy, etc etc.

Years passed and another great show, as aforementioned “Mision Impossible” aired. It seemed every evil character Jim and his amazing team was the smartest, meanest, shrewdest, most savvy, and best fighter, yet Jim and his team always had a way to defeat him, or them within an hour. 

Jim and team beats egghead.  This was not the wild west, but surely kinfolk Matt knew what was happening here….somehow.  Hence the making of a cartoon.    This one. 

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You can find this image on tees, mugs, cards and much more by clicking here on our chicken cartoons page at RickLondonGifts.com.  Rick London is an author, songwriter, designer and cartoonist.  He is best known for Londons Times Cartoons which he launched in 1997 and has been Google’s #1 offbeat cartoons & funny gifts.  

Kratom: My Safety Net From TRD & Vagus Nerve Surgery

I can’t count how many times the topic of conversation has turned to “Big Pharma”.  Often people ask me my thoughts about Big Pharma (or the drug manufacturing business).

I have a love/hate relationship with them. I’ll explain.

I think of them as extremists in a way.  When they do something right, they do it very very right (with the help of the medical community).  When they do something wrong, it is dismal.

Here are some examples in my life.

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In 2001, I had a major heart attack in which I had no cardiologist.  So I was assigned one; and he happened to be the worst in town (I was told later before they ran him out of town).  He performed an angioplasty, and sent me home with a lifetime of drugs, not asking me much about my medical history and/or reaction to the drugs.

I guess since I don’t look like Bill Gates, he figured my education and/or ability to research was zilch, so it wouldn’t matter if he gave me the very worst cheapest of all the meds he prescribed.

I was waiting for my 6 month checkup in his office when he was called away to an emergency at the hospital and all of us in the waiting room had to go home.  He fired me in a “matter of fact” letter the very next week (gave no reason), and I learned that within a month later he was asked to leave the hospital for sleeping with too many married patients, many of whom were married.  His wife was not thrilled about that activity either (she discovered charges for two to the Caribbean etc. when he was “going alone to Chicago to a medical convention” and other such charges.  Oh well. 

Anyway, they assigned me a wonderful younger cardiologist in 2010 and he had to perform 2 surgeries.  He looked at my meds and tossed them, giving me the best in each category. Since my insurance didn’t cover Crestor for cholesterol, he made sure I got 6 weeks worth of samples whenever I needed them as did (and does) my wonderful GP.  They both look after me.  What a chance from a Don Juan has-been who fired me because he had to leave before the appointment.

The new drugs along with my own mixture of medicinal hearth-healthy immune boosting herbs helped me heal within a year, and in better shape than when I was in my twenties within three years.  It was no piece of cake, but I know the drugs helped a great deal.  I do blood tests every 4-6 months and can see the dramatic difference. I’ve switched to a mostly raw vegan diet.  I hike mountains 2-3 times a week.  Three years ago getting out of bed was a chore (for months).

On the other hand, 28 years ago, my mood dropped when I was in college and running my health food store and I went to the campus psychologist.  I told her I had depression so she didn’t test me to see if I might be wrong, she started what became a long term talk therapy along with psychiatric drugs from psychiatrist referrals. 

Though they all were great cheerleaders over the years of how much better I was getting, I knew I was not. In fact if anything, worse. 

I began to research. Maybe I didn’t have depression, but if I didn’t, what could it be.  One afternoon around 1996, I was at a friend’s house reading a New Yorker Magazine. In it was an article about something called “VNS Therapy” or Vagus Nerve Therapy.  It had been approved for a decade for TRE (Treatment Resistant Epilepsy) but studies were still being done for TRD (Treatment Resistant Depression) which is a bit of a misnomer in that it is not depression at all but a vagus nerve issue. The vagus nerve runs up the chest to the brain and is the longest never in the body. Until recently, not much was known about it.

Now thanks to worldwide research and clinical studies, much is known about it.  It is estimated that approximately 2 million of the estimated 20 million people who think they have depression, don’t.  They have a vagus nerve issue, and the only treatment is VNS (which is a magnetic implant installed In the chest and prompts it to function properly.

Big Pharma and the insurance companies fought it tooth and nail, as the studies showed it was getting much higher success rate than the older (and newer SSRI) depression drugs.

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Big Pharma, with all the good it does, does not like something that is not a drug taking money out of their pockets.   They proved that with St. John’s Wort again a bit earlier.  Though major European hospitals and doctors prescribe St. John’s Wort as the primary treatment for even the most severe depressive disorder, the FDA let it stay legal in the U.S. if the vendors would label it, “May help minor depression”.  And of course, very few American doctors recommend it or prescribe it; though it has proven to work better than potential dangerous psychiatric drugs, but the traveling drug salespersons in America don’t sell St. John’s Wort, hence who would make the money.  Yes, sadly, bottom line is a very major force in American medicine. 

And it is not that it this is not so in European countries, it is that the medical community makes getting the patient well, even if it means less money (and it often does), a primary issue.  Hippocrates “Doctor do no harm” is taken very seriously there, and one does not have to be an Einstein to know that some of the most commonly prescribed drugs are killing and shortening the lives of people daily.

I am not against prescribing drugs when they are needed.  I am, like the Europeans, for the patient having a choice of what type of drugs, what type of medical modicum; such as allopathic or naturopathic, etc.  They are living better and longer and I imagine that might be one of the reasons.  It is also much more freedom than we have here in the good ol’ USA. And don’t get me wrong, I love America and don’t want to live elsewhere, there is much we can learn from countries that have been around centuries longer than we have (and learned from their mistakes). 

In September of 2004, VNS was approved by the FDA for TRD.  I contacted the manufacturer, Cyberonics in Houston, Tx. And immediately got a caseworker.  There were still some hurdles.  Many.  My current psychiatrist who was using drug and talk therapy told them I was doing 100%+ better in the past year (which was a lie).  Finally he had to provide proof and of course he had none. I was honest in therapy and simply said, This isn’t working”.  The doctor was certain it was my imagination.  Turned out to be his.

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On January 25, 2006, I had the VNS implanted at UAMS in Little Rock.  I awakened 45 minutes later with no “depression”; none because I never had it in the first place. 

I spent seven years depression-free. Well, I say depression-free but a more precise diagnosis would be mostly depression-free. I awakened to days that were better than others; but none of the heavy “I can’t make it through this” existed.

Then last week I went for my quarterly “tune up” (yes a psychiatrist uses a magic computerized wand that he placed on the device in my chest (against my skin) and tunes it to how a working vagus nerve works in the body.

Now I’m facing another obstacle. The lithium battery in the device only lasts 6 years; I’ve been fortunate mine has lasted seven but it is time to get it changed.

Since the time I was blessed to have the surgery, Big Pharma and the insurance companies have changed the status of VNS for depression back to “experimental” from “approved”.  It is still approved if one wants to pay cash (about fifty thousand dollars for it), but not covered by insurance).  That includes accessories such as batteries. 

Big Pharma will do what it has to do not to lose money on its drugs.  And it did this to me.

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I called Cyberonics who assured me they will donate the device/battery, if a surgeon will donate his/her time to install it.  I am working on that now, and will keep you updated to how it works.

I’ve been thinking about it this week, and I’ve also been fortunate enough to discover kratom this year.  How in the world would I make it without kratom; especially if it turns out I cannot get the battery for my device.

That sounds like “Rick must get high from that kratom herb”.  Anything but.  I suffer from chronic severe pain due to neuralgia and several other ailments, which is a pain so severe it would cause constant depression in the toughest of humans.

I’ve had two major heart attacks, three surgeries for it, and nothing, not those attacks, surgeries or anything else has come close to the pain this neuralgia causes.  With kratom, I cannot feel the pain after years of living with it. 

I hope and pray I get my battery for my device.  But if by some chance I don’t, I have a safety net. I know God is looking out for me, and I feel very blessed.  

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Rick London is an outspoken proponent to keep the medicinal herb kratom legal.  He tends to promote the best kratom  on the planet which, according to him is at Kratom-K.com.  If one enters the word “kratom” in the coupon code at checkout, they receive an extra 15% discount.   London is an author, songwriter, designer and cartoonist.  He is best known for his Google #1 ranked offbeat cartoon, Londons Times Cartoons and Funny Gifts.

Story Behind The Cartoon: Twitter Moms by Rick London

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       When it came to the Internet, I was a bit late to the party.  By 1995, I knew how to Email and use Yahoo!   As a man who has had a long legacy of “starving writer”, I really didn’t bother to learn much about the web, as, in my mind, it was probably just another cool trend that would pass and we’d be comunicating via “vibes” with our brains while floating around the moon, where we’d buying craters and other mountainous property from Newt Gingrich, Realtors, complete with a deed of mistrust. 

      My luck he’d sell me several acres on the dark side of the moon.  Sure, sounds bad but think about all the free Pink Floyd 24/7 radio stations. My wife Lee told me she’d open the only tanning salon if we moved to the dark side.  

    So a few years after “the next big thing” came along which was Google and later MySpace, I had a feeling I better learn this stuff.

     So I signed up at one of the better colleges in the country that teaches how to do business using the Internet. I still feel blessed that I had that experience and learned things I probably could not have learned anywhere else.  It is called Western Governor’s University and is known to have some of the best professors and advisory board of any college in the country. And looking at other’ scurricula  I find it hard to disagree.

     During that time as a student in my late forties and early fifties, Twitter was born.  I was not sure what to think of it.  Could it beat MySpace? Probably so. But what about that other new one facebook?
Possibly.  But I decided to learn both of them and work hard to get my name out there. 

     Though I have no children of my own, I’ve worked with many kids teaching them the arts and martial arts.  This GenX (or whomever they are) are a lot smarter and more savvy than we were at their age.  As far as the birds and the bees, seems like they were born knowing that topic.

      They wanted to talk geek stuff, search engines and later SEO.  I knew a little of some of that stuff so they deemed me “cool” (for an old geezer). I was about 44 at the time. I’m now 59.

      When my workshop/classes ended each day, generally if they didn’t walk or ride the bus home one of their parents. Most of them were age 6-15.  For those of my generations if I told you the kinds of things they talk to each other about (and to their parents) you would screech on breaks.  When I first heard their favorite topics of conversations, I thought I misheard several things due to the fact that my hearing is not that great.

       Sadly, my hearing is fairly good and I heard what I heard.  I’m no prude, and frankly these kids were not rude, not misogynist, or hateful in any way.  They simply talked about topics that were very taboo, especially when I was their age, and even more especially in conversations with our parents.

      So rather than get all depressed and stuff about being an ancient dinosaur, I came up with this cartoon.  I think it explains how I felt, and how they think and talk.

       Not long after we completed this cartoon, my first cousin’s son asked her a question very similar to what was in the cartoon.  She got a very good laugh out of that, as I’d sent her a matted glossy copy. She hung it in his room, and told him he’d understand it one day….my feeling is…he probably already does….after all he’s 5 and a half. 

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Rick London is an author, songwriter, designer and cartoonist.  He is best known for his Londons Times Cartoons which have been Google #1 ranked offbeat cartoons and funny gifts since 2005. He is married to popular nature photographer /blogger Lee Hiller-London who owns numerous online shops of thousands of products bearing her licensed photography images.  She also creates art with a likeness to Peter Maxx/mixed with nature and sea world scenes. 

The Story Behind The Cartoon: Lady Liberty And Congress by Rick London

Londons Times Cartoons Click To Enlarge

Londons Times Cartoons Click To Enlarge

Every once in awhile, when my beloved wife, Lee sees me staring into space and tapping my foot against my desk, she chirpily asks, “Why don’t you write a blog”. 

     Though I can remember when writing a blog was maybe the most fun a human being could possibly have, there is a merciful part of the universe that helps humans forget most of the details of that part of our lives.

     Ok, sure, I still like writing blogs, but now I am tapped to remember the stories behind my cartoons.  At fifty-nine, I’m lucky to even remember what a cartoon is, much less the fact that I remember that I am a part of creating them.

     Not all cartoons are necessarily meant to be funny.  They can purvey irony, sadness, frustration and a myriad of other emotions (if they are good at all).

      Though I never know for sure during the creation of our cartoons, I do know how things feel to me when they happen.

       I suppose if I still lived in my birthplace when the government closed, I would barely feel it.  It has a few federal buldings, I think a federal court and a post office and since the post office is only quasi-governmental it stayed open.

      But I live in a small sleepy tourist town that relies totally on the National Park Service and when Congress closes it for nearly 15 days, you better believe everyone in our little hamlet feels it.

     Our water fountain was closed.  That doesn’t sound serious but it is the only free water fountain in the world (just a few blocks from our home) that serves the best and healthiest water in the world. 

     Elvis, who could afford any water in the world chose ours and had 50 gallon jugs shipped to Graceland every month.  The water is magnificent.  We were reduced to “spring water” from who knows what kind of stream at the grocery.  Our water we know stays under the ground at 2000 degrees and does not see daylight until the day it is retrieved.  It runs across thousands of crystals and precious gems, absorbing well-known and very rare minerals that heal the body’s ills.  We drink about a half gallon per day.  It’s that good.

      People drive from miles around, from different states in vans and pick up trucks and back them into the water fountain parking lot and get in line.  Thanks to the GOP Congress we couldn’t get our own water.  We were unable to hike our own National Park trails. 

      All our public baths/messages and such were closed.  Places every major celebrity and President visited often for healing.  More importantly the prices were kept low so everyone could afford it from any station of life.

      Our whole city with all its businesses rely on that park, those baths, that water etc.  To think that a few political loonybirds who happen to be public servants decided they felt the Affordable Care Act, already a law okayed with the quite conservative Supreme Court “was no good” that we the people needed to be punished.

      I hope they know we’ve got memories and our memories kick in the most lucidly at the voting booth.

     If its any consolation, there is plenty about Obamacare of which I don’t like, but…I’m an adult; I don’t like stop signs or traffic lights but I stop at them; and I don’t ask to close the government because they didn’t ask me first (of course I wasn’t born yet when that bill passed to put stop signs, then later traffic lights up) but had I been born, you better believe I’d be raising hell to get them off my street corner.  Stop signs look like anemic loitering ne’er do wells standing in cahoots with some traffic cop just waiting for us not to totally stop. How UnAmerican.

       Just a few months after the Statue Of Liberty was re-opened due to the destruction from Hurricane Sandy, which, by the way the southern red states voted not to help them, but a few months later when a brutal wedge tornado hit my hometown of south Ms, the northern blue states had the money there before they could even ask. 

        The Statue Of Liberty is special to me for a number of reasons.   The laws regarding immigrants are not working.  If anything, they should be the laws that do work the best, and committees and experts on it every day to make sure immigrants arrive safely and get into the system from the start. 

       We all came from immigrants, like it or not.  If we met many of our ancestors from 3,4,5 or even 10 generations before us, we’d have to speak a form of sign language unless we both understood each other’s language of their homelands.  

     My ancestors were early settlers from Spain and Portugal.  They worked hard, very hard and did well.

       One of them, a great great x10 or so maternal aunt or cousin was poet Emma Lazarus whose last verse of her poem “The New Colossus” appears above the door of Lady Liberty, “Give us your tired, your poor, huddled masses, yearning to….” Etc. 

      She meant that. It meant a lot to her.  She showed it to her mentor Ralph Waldo Emerson who thought very highly of it.

      Even then, they knew that if this country was going to be as special as our Founding Father’s vision of it was, we would have to insure that immigrants arrive and arrive safely, and treated well after their arrival.

       It appears many have forgotten what this country is all about. They surely don’t know what makes America special.  Some do know but pretend they don’t.

     They need to re-assess where they learned that, take a look at the Statue Of Liberty or even read the entire poem “The New Colossus”, and then let us know what they’ve learned.

       Lady Liberty sits on Ellis Island which is one of America’s most famous National Parks.  It was closed due to Congress’ shenanigans. 

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Rick London is an author, designer, songwriter and cartoonist.  He is best known for his Londons Times Cartoons by Rick London, which has been Google #1 ranked offbeat cartoons since 2005.  London has created dozens of products from funny tees to offbeat aprons bearing this Government Shutdown Cartoon.  London is married to popular wildlife/nature photographer Lee Hiller-London whose blog Hike Our Planet is visited often.